The Terrans, who have always kept a low profile, have suddenly become the place where everyone in the cold underworld is in the limelight.

In just half a year, dozens of alien monks from the realm of Golden Immortals and Demon Lords have borrowed the teleportation circle of the Demon Heaven Business Alliance to appear in Qixia City, one of the top ten cities of the human race, and many alien monks from the realm of Heavenly Immortals and Demon Ancestors have also poured into Qixia City.

However, the prohibition in Qixia City was not deliberately strengthened because of the arrival of these monks, which fully demonstrated the self-confidence of the human race, and because of this, although there were many fierce and murderous people among these high-ranking monks, no one dared to cause chaos in the city.

Back then, the Terran Taishang Elder True Martial Patriarch had just advanced to the Golden Immortal Realm, and he went on a killing spree in the Futu Mountain, killing several famous Demon Lords and Golden Immortals one after another, and then led the Terran monks to defeat the Yaksha clan that had dominated the cold underworld for thousands of years, laying a solid foundation for the rise of the Terran Race.

However, the Terrans have always kept a low profile, have no ambition to annex other races, and are friendly with several nearby major races, so that not many alien monks can figure out how many Golden Immortal Monks there are in the Terran Race now, and they don't know what level of realm and mana these Golden Immortal Monks have reached.

In addition to this True Martial Ancestor, Xu Zhenren of the Human Race is also superb, there was once news that he had ascended to the Immortal Realm in the footsteps of the True Martial Ancestor, but there were also high-level monks who privately rumored that he did not ascend, and even led the high-level monks of the Terran to defeat a demon monk who intended to cause trouble to the Terran Race decades ago.

Low-key, mysterious, yet powerful, this is the impression of the major races in the Cold Underworld on the human race.

At this time. Because of the existence of this small interface, countless big demons and trolls have come from afar. But no one dared to make trouble in the human race, but teleported from one city to another to Qixia City in an orderly manner. Later, he borrowed this new teleportation circle to teleport to the place where the void was shattered.

On this day, two monks from the Demon Lord realm, one old and one young, stepped on this teleportation array.

After a while, after a slight dizziness, the figures of the two appeared on another teleportation circle set up in the open air.

When the power of the spatial fluctuations around them gradually dissipated, the two of them looked left and right, and found that the teleportation circle under their feet was an altar dozens of zhang high, and around it, it seemed to be a steep huge canyon.

The canyon is shrouded in white mist, and the knife-like dark gray cliffs on both sides are about thousands of feet high. The entire canyon seems to have been slashed a long gap between the peaks with a giant axe, and if this "crack" is bridged, the towering peaks on both sides seem to be able to merge into one and restore their original appearance.

The divine consciousness swept over, and there was a forbidden existence in the canyon, and the divine consciousness only reached about a hundred miles, and it was bounced back by the power of the prohibition.

Looking into the distance, the space in the canyon distorted and changed, and even the distant scenery seemed to be blurred. And in the vast void above his head, there were bright white spatial cracks that flickered and flickered from time to time.

In a void dozens of miles away from the altar, a spatial vortex with a diameter of a thousand zhang was slowly rotating, and there seemed to be pieces of dark golden runes flickering in the whirlpool. The divine consciousness swept over, and was sucked away by this whirlpool.

Directly below the whirlpool, there is another altar that is a hundred feet high. On the altar, there is another teleportation circle.

Around this altar. There were eight array flags with a height of thousands of feet and a flickering spiritual light, and there was a white jade platform above each array. On the platform, there is a Celestial Immortal Realm monk in each, sitting or standing.

On the altar where the teleportation circle was located, there was a green-robed Confucian who was about thirty years old and elegant-looking, and this green-robed Confucian was a middle-level golden immortal.

As if sensing the divine sense of these two people, the figure of the blue-robed Confucian stood up for a moment, bowed from a distance, and said loudly: "In Xia Weiyun, the two Taoist friends must be preparing to go to the ruins of the fairy world, please come here!"

The two Demon Monarch monks exchanged glances with each other, and the purple-robed old man on the right who was slightly chubby returned the salute, smiled slightly, and said, "It turned out to be Wei Daoyou, I have heard the name of Wei Daoyou for a long time, thank you for your guidance!"

Then, the two of them each drove towards the altar where Wei Yun was.

Although there are many prohibitions in this valley, it is not like a murderous one, and the lazy appearance of these human monks is clearly just guarding the teleportation circle.

"It turned out to be two friends of the Soul Demon Clan, Wei couldn't meet him from afar, and he was rude!"

Seeing clearly the appearance of this purple-robed old man and another fourteen or fifteen-year-old blue-shirted young man, Wei Yun said with a slight smile and saluted the two again.

"Wei Daoyou is polite, by the way, dare to ask Wei Daoyou, how many Daoists have entered this small interface now, and can the two fellow Daoists of the nobles get out of trouble?"

The blue-shirted young man returned the salute with a smile on his face, and asked seemingly casually, but his eyes were carefully observing the teleportation circle on the altar.

"Feng Daoyou has a heart, before the two Daoists, there have been more than seventy Daoists who have entered this small interface, as for the two fellow Daoists of our clan, with the help of several formation masters, they have already gotten out of trouble!"

Wei Yun said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Hearing that more than seventy monks had already stepped into the Little Heaven Realm first, the blue-shirted young man's heart suddenly felt as uncomfortable as a cat's claw, and the purple-robed old man's eyes also had a little impatience, now that the two golden immortals of the human race had been freed, everyone must be looking for treasure resources everywhere.

Without allowing the two of them to think about it much, Wei Yun continued: "By the way, according to the news that came, several Daoists had some disputes over the ownership of the fairy spirit stones in one of the fairy veins, and even moved their hands, which caused the spatial instability of this small interface, and finally was caught in the spatial turbulence, I don't know if I live or die, Wei Mou is here to make a small reminder, for everyone's safety, after the two Daoists enter this small interface, it is best not to have such a misunderstanding with other Daoists!"

"Oh, there is such a thing, no matter how good the treasure is, where is life important, don't worry, the two of us will not do this!"

The blue-robed young man said with a smile on his face.

The purple-robed old man also squeezed out a smile on his face, bowed his hand, and said, "Please also ask Wei Daoyou to cast a spell to teleport!"

"Okay, Wei wishes the two Taoists good luck in advance!"

Wei Yun nodded and said with a smile, the sleeves of his robe were raised, the light and shadow flashed, and several fist-sized azure hexagonal crystals flew out of the sleeves and landed in the grooves above the teleportation array, and then, with both hands, he struck out a series of spells against several prohibitions on the teleportation array, and in the buzzing sound, a burst of light and shadow flickered above the teleportation array.

Seeing the appearance of those hexagonal crystals, the purple-robed old man's pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly, and his heart was even hotter.

Not long after, the figures of the two disappeared in the teleportation circle, and disappeared into the spatial vortex above their heads.

"It's two greedy guys again, and they're so anxious!"

Wei Yun muttered to himself, but the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into a sarcastic color......

Half a day later, the purple-robed old man and the blue-shirted young man looked at the surrounding scenery left and right, but their faces were extremely ugly.

The mountains in front of him are continuous, and there are clouds of black mist floating in the gray sky, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this space is indeed several times richer than most places in the cold underworld, and the black fog contained in it is clearly a rich demonic aura.

Could it be that there were monsters that originally lived in this ruined space of the fairy world?

After borrowing the teleportation circle to break through the boundary, the two of them carefully observed, but they couldn't find another corresponding teleportation circle that left this interface, and they couldn't see any trace of a monk, and the power of divine consciousness was greatly suppressed, and they could only detect hundreds of thousands of miles away, this time, both of them were a little panicked.

In the following half a day, the two of them flew around for millions of miles, and they couldn't even tell the direction, as if they were spinning in place, except for the rich magic fog in this space, no treasures and rare resources were found, and not even a more powerful demonic beast appeared, and the demonic beasts they saw were all low-level demonic beasts below the realm of the demon king.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter!(To be continued.) )